Monday, June 12, 2006

Yet another poem I wish I wrote

Nostalgia for the Infinite
-by Christina Davis

Each time we moved,

I wanted to come back as a tree
and each time we stayed, as a bird.

Does anyone ever ask to return as himself again?

I wanted to be a tree
and myself-seeing-the-tree,

a bird and myself-being-the-bird.

O creatures-in-law...

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